Seven Hundred and Seventy, Zhuolu Mountain
For some reason, Hassan always felt that the closer he got to the civilization of the Central Plains, the more silent his master became.
It's not indecision, it's not fear, it's more like conflict.
Hassan knew that the master had lived in the south, but he knew nothing about what the master had experienced here.
He didn't know why the master went to the grassland, and he didn't know why the master wanted to establish a new dynasty on the grassland. Hassan always felt that his master always had a lot of things on his mind.
Now, under the leadership of Yan Liuyuan, the warriors of the Wangting rushed to the outside of the 176th barrier to rescue their enemies, the Pulan and Hegu tribes.
At first Hassan didn't understand what Yan Liuyuan did, because he was an enemy.
But later he and other tribal leaders realized that Yan Liuyuan's mind was much wider than theirs. The grassland they wanted was a complete grassland, which could lead to a strong grassland, instead of being complacent in a corner after the grassland people were fragmented. .
The Mulan and Hegu tribes have three-quarters of the light and strong people on the grassland, and there are countless women, children, and old people behind them. If the Mulan and Hegu tribes die in the Central Plains, it will take nearly fifteen years for the grassland people to recover. Get over it.
Yan Liuyuan didn't want to wait so long, he wanted to subdue his former enemies in the flames of war.
At this time, after encountering an ambush, the Pulan and Hegu tribes had no choice but to retreat towards Zhuolu Mountain under the attack of chasing soldiers.
The prairie people are mainly cavalry, and what they fear most are the mountains. When they get there, the mobility of the horses cannot be used, and the bows and arrows cannot match the hot weapons of the Central Plains people. In the end, they can only be trapped in the mountains and wait to die.
But they have no choice.
Just like what Qingshen said in the engraved body, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how unsatisfactory the No. 176 barrier is now, they have excellent generals and rich combat experience.
Although their current mechanized troops have long been useless, and even the number of soldiers has been reduced from 40,000 to more than 10,000, Barrier No. 176 is still not something that the grassland people can provoke casually.
This is also the reason why Yan Liuyuan did not come to the 176 barrier.
The No. 176 barrier force was divided into two groups early on, one group was in ambush near Zhuolu Mountain, and the other group was outflanking around Yanqing Mountain.
When the Mulan and Hegu tribes were intercepted in front of Zhuolu Mountain, the combat troops at Fort No. 176 had already cut off their way from behind.
Standing in front of the mountain, Pu Lanqi, the leader of the Mulan clan, looked at the mountain road ahead, and finally pulled out his dagger reluctantly and stabbed it straight into the neck of his horse.
This group of handsome horses had been following him for many years, but now he wanted to kill them with his own hands.
The tall horse fell down slowly, and muddy tears flowed from his eyes. Bo Lanqi said in a low voice: "I was too stupid to send you and me to death. I probably won't live long. Don't worry, I will go to heaven soon." With you, the wind on the prairie will bring us together."
When the relatives next to him heard this, they couldn't help but feel hopeless in their hearts.
In fact, everyone knows that if the cavalry is forced into the mountains by the enemy,
That means there is no way out, otherwise you definitely won't be able to enter the mountain.
Pu Lanqi climbed up the mountain, and He Guyan, the leader of the Hegu clan who was not far away, happened to be looking in this direction. The two were originally competitors, but now they can only be mourning dogs together.
He Guyan said in a cold voice: "That's all right now, we two died together in this Zhuolu Mountain, it's better than the other kid, from now on, the whole grassland belongs to him."
Pu Lanqi sighed and said, "Why are you telling me this? I remember that you were the one who first said that you wanted to fight Caogu to determine the royal court? If you hadn't said that, I wouldn't have taken my warriors from the Bulan tribe to throw it away." life."
The entourage at the side said: "You don't have to be so discouraged, maybe things will turn around!"
"What's the turning point?" He Guyan sneered and said, "Unless that kid can bring his eight tribes to the rescue, do you think he would be so kind? I'm afraid he would secretly laugh when he heard the news that we were going to die. Laughing, we handed over the grassland to him."
"There is always a way out……"
He Guyan interrupted: "And even if he comes, it's useless. We all have to understand that it's impossible to fight the Central Plains people without guns. I have a few warriors who have awakened, but still Wasn't he shot to death by the Central Plains people?"
On the prairie, the term Transcendent has not yet prevailed, and they are all referred to as awakened warriors.
At this moment, they had already seen the pursuers coming from behind on the mountain, and the mountain was so dark that Pu Lanqi could even imagine the scene of the people from the Central Plains shooting them with heavy machine guns.
When the time comes, his brothers and warriors will fall beside him one by one, or maybe he is the first one to fall.
Pu Lanqi continued to turn around and climb up. This time, the 176th barrier had learned about their plan to attack the grass valley in advance. I am afraid that they wanted to be stable for fifteen years with all their strength.
As long as they are killed in this Zhuolu Mountain, the grassland will have to recuperate within fifteen years.
Da da da gunshots sounded from the foot of the mountain, and Bu Lanqi looked back. He was distressed to see the warriors of his tribe falling down one after another, blood flowing along the rocks, which was extremely tragic.
But at this moment, Pu Lanqi's entourage suddenly shouted: "Look, someone is coming from behind the troops of the Central Plains!"
Pu Lanqi and He Guyan turned their heads together, they both froze at the same time: "It's cavalry!"
People in the Central Plains had long given up on horses as an aid, so since the other party came on a horse, it must be a prairie person.
He Guyan was silent for a while: "Why did he come here, shouldn't he be wishing for us to die in the Central Plains?"
Bu Lanqi thought for a while and replied, "Maybe it's because we are all prairie people?"
He Guyan sneered at this statement: "When did we have the concept of compatriots on our grasslands? Isn't it true that whoever has the biggest fist will go with him? And even if he comes, so what, bows and arrows can beat the guns of the Central Plains people No?"
Everyone was silent, and everyone knew that what He Guyan said was correct, no tribe would save other tribes on the grassland, this is the grassland law of natural selection of the weak and the strong, and there is no such concept as compatriots.
Therefore, they can only continue to climb up the mountain blindly, waiting for their own death.
Fu Lanqi was already very tired, not because of physical exhaustion, but when he saw those brothers who were born and died by his side, but he was powerless, his mood began to appear exhausted, and despair began to flood his neck like a tide, making him breathless Come.
But at this moment, the cavalry in the distance slowly stopped, and only one cavalry came out in a row. The young man on that horse had a unique temperament.
That person walked slowly towards Zhuolu Mountain one by one, and the dark clouds above his head began to slowly condense, and the lightning flashed behind the dark clouds, and the whole sky seemed to become a huge whirlpool, trying to absorb everyone's souls into it.
Pu Lanqi and others on the mountain gradually forgot to run for their lives. They stood on the rock watching this scene in astonishment, holding their breath.
This is not a power that humans can master, it is clear that only gods can do it!
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